omnipresent, gigantic, all consuming,
staring me straight in the face asking,
“So, you gonna let me swallow you up
or what?”
I realized that with absolutely zero
effort, I could unravel into a
claustrophobic freak-out of such
scratching, biting, high-pitched
crazylady screaming colossal-ness, that
it would leave both me and my friend
staring at a wall, playing with our lips
for weeks after they dragged our limp
and bloodied bodies out of that cave.
Or... not.
The choice was mine.